An Indulgence With Royalty: Adaab,Hyderabad!
As I stood on the ornate balcony of the palace, drowning in a sea of rooftops and minarets below me, balmed in the hue of the pink twilight, hearing a myriad voices chanting the ‘Adhaan’, my eyes closed in reverence and my lips curved into a reflex smile. I have never heard the ‘Adhaan’, with an intent of listening to it. If I have, it has been always while passing by a way side mosque, or over hearing it from a friend’s room, while trying to catch up on tales friends share. This was a new experience. It is said that for every three minutes you walk in the old...
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